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Lillian, change yuh plan,Next year is FederationThere'll be no discriminationBetween a Trinidadian and a Grenadian.

Well, it have a Grenadian living next to meIf you know how dem native does torture sheIt have a Grenadian living next to meIf you know how dem native does torture sheEvery time they in for a confusion, they does bawl,"Small island, go back to your land!"But the Grenadian sit down and she draft a planTo stop them from all this tormentationEvery time they shout, "Smally, find yuh land!"She does jump up with this lavway like a mad woman.

And all she bawling...

Lillian, change yuh plan,Next year is FederationThere'll be no discriminationBetween a Trinidadian and a Grenadian.

The Trinidadian turn to the Grenadian and said,Gyul, can you explain me what's Federation?The Grenadian said, Gyul, Federation is a combination of generationBecause mih mother was a BarbadianShe married to mih father - a TrinidadianI made two children, one for a Chinee manAnd they say the next one is a St LucianTry yuh best and contact the generationAnd the answer to that is Federation. Hah! Hah!

Lillian, change yuh plan,Next year is FederationThere'll be no discriminationBetween a Trinidadian and a Grenadian.

The Trinidadian, Hush, yuh stupid woman!Every night I does bounce up FederationMonday night I went out with a Chinee manTuesday night, girl, I slept with an ItalianWednesday and Thursday, I dine with two MartiniquanFriday night I get a cuff from a Yankee manSaturday morning I was in the hospital vanFighting hard to deliver Federation. Hah! Hah!

Lillian, change yuh plan,Next year is FederationThere'll be no discriminationBetween a Trinidadian and a Grenadian.

The Grenadian jump up and she pound she handShe said, Gyul, is we brought 'bout FederationWith the Bajan mix with the GrenadianDem St Lucian tie up with the AntiguanShe said that Captain Cipriani rehearsed this to meThat T. Albert Marryshow does fight for weSo don't mind dem just-come politicianThey don't know one damn thing 'bout Federation.

Then she change up...

Lillian, change yuh plan,Try yuh best and hold down yuh manWhen they sign this FederationI going to leave youLike Moses on the promised land. Hah! Hah!

Lillian, change yuh plan,Next year is FederationThere'll be no discriminationBetween a Trinidadian and a Grenadian.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!.............................................................................................................................."Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creationBlessed be my beautiful peopleBlessed be the day of our awakeningBlessed is my countryBlessed are her patient hills.

Lord, Please walk beside me through this day. Clear the heavy air with the lightness of Your Presence. Guide my hands and steady my heart that I may give comfort when I cannot give hope, that I may give relief when I do not have a cure, and that I may radiate Your healing peace when the limits of science, time, and the human body overwhelm us all.Amen